My hero <br />oh my hero <br /> <br />I propose to you a body bleached, a body <br />which would be cleansed <br />its external surface <br /> <br />You remain standing <br />for countless years <br /> <br />seen by intriguing tourist-eyes <br /> <br />all weeds species <br />crawling from your feet <br /> <br />and little moss <br />sucking your face <br /> <br />rainshower is your <br />noon blanket <br />scorching sun rays <br />drying your lips <br /> <br />circlet of flowers <br />banquet of orchids <br />flashes of photographers <br />PMA guards trait <br />you as living VIP <br /> <br />you seem untouchable to me <br />then <br />how could I bleach your concrete cemented body? <br /> <br />(LUNETA PARK SETTING)<br /><br />Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jose-rizal-statue-body-bleaching/
